The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

The Little Prince Is So Milky 10-11-12

Luo Ting looked at Pei Ling in front of him coldly. He was so thin and gloomy that he couldn't even be vigilant, but the indifferent expression on his face immediately made Luo Ting feel angry.

But even a lowly and disgusting eunuch dared to shame himself in front of him. Such a person who is neither yin nor yang should grovel and never stand up straight for the rest of his life.

Luo Ting smiled slightly and said, "we meet again so soon."

"How about it? I didn't expect it. Your master is so useless. In a short period of time, he went from being very prosperous to falling into the mud. You, the dog, will be pitiful as well."

"How do you feel now when you shake your head and tail in front of a loser? I told you that you will regret it."

Pei Ling remained silent, with no emotion in his eyes. This made Luo Ting very unhappy, and he shouted arrogantly: "Kneel down!"

Pei Ling was silent for a moment, then his knees fell to the ground, but his back still did not bend.

Luo Ting kicked Pei Ling down, stepped on Pei Ling's hand, and crushed it with all his strength. He said in a cheerful tone, "I will tell you a truth today. The most taboo thing for a slave is to have a traitor."

"I really admire you. If you do good things for me, the benefits will inevitably come to you. You are just blinded by the temporary wealth. So what if the idiot is favored again? He can only be an abandoned child. "

Luo Ting's eyes narrowed, and when he saw the flesh of his hands being crushed and bleeding, and the bones exposed, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to directly skin Pei Ling and remove his bones, but he was still worried about that dream. Pei Ling in the dream had helped him do many things. He shouldn't trust Pei Ling, but he vaguely felt that Pei Ling was still useful.

Even if he didn't kill him, he would still torture Pei Ling and vent his hatred.

Pei Ling bit his lips tightly, blood filled his mouth, and the taste of rust rushed into his throat. He resisted the biting pain, lowered his eyelashes, and looked downcast.

Luo Ting smelled the blood, and his nerves became more excited. When he saw Pei Ling lying on the ground, he grabbed Pei Ling's hair and lifted him up hard, "how is it? Do you regret it?"

Pei Ling covered up the emotion in his eyes and said hoarsely, "I know I was wrong."

It's just some humiliation, the most important thing is to survive.

Luo Ting burst out laughing. It was indeed a dog. He also looked up to Pei Ling, which was right. He was just a little clever. In the final analysis, he was a lowly thing.

If someone gains power, they will come together to please them like a dog.

Luo Ting was full of contempt and ordered people to drag Pei Ling out and lock him in a water prison. If Pei Ling was not allowed to die, he would have to peel off a layer of his skin.

......

The night is getting dark, and the cold palace is surrounded by tall trees, blocking the light moonlight. The shadows of the trees reflect a ferocious shape on the ground. Weeds grow on the dilapidated bricks and tiles. There is also wet moss on the steps. People can only hear the sound of doors and windows shaking when the wind blows in.

Luo Ning looked at everything around him. The darkness was too oppressive. Fortunately, he brought two candles and lit them with difficulty. The room was shrouded in darkness.

The candlelight flickered out, and the surroundings were too quiet and deserted. He was the only one left in the huge desolate place.

Luo Ning had acted in palace dramas and staged dramas in the cold palace, but when he got to the real cold palace, he realized how damp and rotten this place was. After sitting for a while, his bones seemed to be cold, and he seemed to be dormant in the dark shadows. There are a few eunuchs guarding the monster outside, but the eunuchs in the cold palace will look down on a despised prince.